Monthly Archives: December 2017

Another Year Come and Gone; Let’s Make the Best of It!

I would like to wish each one of you a spectacular New Year, and thank you for your support.

May 2018 be our best year yet.

God Bless

Lynn

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In Order to Take the Temperature of the World, I Know Exactly Where To Insert the Thermometer

While taking a break from writing, I happened to glance at the news on television. What I saw could easily jump-start a vomit, but nonetheless, gave me an idea.

As you well know, the two subjects you should never discuss are religion and politics. I thought about this and decided it was a good rule to follow. I considered it again reaffirming my original position. I debated on these two topics with myself and concluded that I would discuss both in this blog.

Politics first:

George Washington was our 1st President. I imagine, it was about this time that corruption began to worm its way into our political system, and now, it seems this worm has grown into an anaconda the size of the lower forty-eight. I happen to live about 2 hours south of Washington DC. I have found in my travels, whether driving north or sitting in a metal tube thirty-five-thousand feet in the air; the closer I get to DC the lower my IQ drops. In one incident, perilously close to the aforementioned city, I was forced to pull my car over until I could remember how to breathe. Once the oxygen somewhat cleared my head, I made a hasty retreat and now avoid the area whenever possible. Nuff said.

Religion:

Lord, save us from the cesspool that represents us in our nation’s capitol, Amen!

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Rising Tide Synopsis

Rising Tide depicts a world in which land is at a premium due to the advancing sea, where man’s attempt to adapt has led to a decay of morals into survival of the fittest.  In the midst of the ocean, a crew of racketeers rescues a stranded diver, Ben Adams.   Is the rescue just a fortunate coincidence for Ben, or has he been led to this rendezvous with fate for a common goal? A mysterious island inhabited by a primitive yet advanced race of people.  A devious ship captain’s metamorphosis into the essence of evil and a ship’s container discovered by itself in a billion square miles of ocean all play a role in this tale of rebirth for a world corrupted by the collapse  of morality. 

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